Page 5 of Tesoro: Mayhem Makers

“Oh,” my body clenches with an orgasm, the vibrator not missing a beat as it continues to pound into me. The cups on my nipples still pulsing in time with the one on my clit.

Balancing on my knees, I hold on as two more orgasms wash over me, blanketing me with a euphoria that leaves me feeling like a bowl of jello. My body may be relaxed, but the lease on my table reminds me I have decisions to make.

“I’ll deal with it tomorrow,” I lie to myself as I stand and crawl naked between the sheets.

Chapter

Four

DANTE

Balancing my hand against the tile, the tingle of an impending orgasm pulsed inside my balls.

“Gonna come,” I warned, moving to step back, while tallens dug into the flesh of my ass as she gulped down my cum.

Valentina stood to her feet, a satisfied smile on her face as she stepped under the spray of the shower. My attention drops to her naked tits, watching as water streams down the surgically perfected pair.

“This could become permanent, you know?”

Snapping my attention from her taut nipple to the deep blue of her eyes. Valentina was one of the few women I allowed into my inner circle, she came with no expectations, no need for what I could offer her.

Reaching behind her, I twist off the water, “Nothing permanent in our world, Val, you know that.”

Laying her hand on my arm, “Let me come to Dallas with you.”

Dropping my hand to the side, I reach for a towel as I step from the shower. “This isn’t a vacation?—”

“It can be. Let me come with you,” she pressed, interrupting me with her pleading eyes. We’d clung to each other after theaccident, found solace in each other’s arms. She’d become too clingy as of late, something which was entirely my fault as I had let this get too far.

“You’re needed in Hollywood, Val, and I have to go to Dallas. We’ll see each other when you’re done filming, like always.”

Valentina was a rising star in Hollywood. She’d starred in back to back blockbusters this year and was heavily sought after. She’d come in last night, a few minutes before I got the call from Angelo that we needed to leave this morning.

“I have over a month before filming starts. Let me come to Dallas.”

“Stay in Boston, or get something surgically altered.” Val had become addicted to plastic surgery after having her tits done. Personally, I preferred natural, not that I didn’t appreciate the look of her’s, I just avoided touching them. “I have to go.”

Val knew better than to argue, or follow. She was seasoned in our lifestyle, choosing to keep her affiliation to us a secret. Somehow I doubt her producer would appreciate it if he knew his starlet had mafia connections.

Sleep tuggedat my eyelids as I took my seat on the plane. Angelo was in deep conversation on his cell, and Frankie was flirting with the stewardess as they closed the door.

Glancing out the window, I saw the lights as we taxied down the runway. I could feel my eyes grow heavy, but I needed to stay awake so I could get the details of Angelo’s conversation. Leaning my head against the seat, I felt my stomach dip as the plane climbed into the air.

“I never did like flying.” Her sweet voice puts a smile on my face, and I know in an instant I’m dreaming.

“I remember, Tesoro.” I want to reach out and touch her, but I know she’s a part of my imagination, some twisted punishment for all the wrong I’ve done.

“You look tired, Dante. I’m worried about you.”

“I miss you, that’s all. Haven’t slept a full night since you left.”

“You have to move on, Dante. Get out and meet someone.”

“I have met several someone’s.,”I tease, knowing she was never a jealous person.

“Not whores, Dante. Someone who makes you a better person, someone you can make a life with.” I can almost smell her perfume, craving a touch from her fingers.

“I had a life.” I start to argue, remind her how it was ripped away in the blink of an eye, when I felt my body shift, the lightness of sleep fading and the heaviness of reality covering me. My eyes snap open, the cabin of the plane now bathed in sunlight. Angelo has his eyes closed, head tipped back.

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